We are social creatures who seek approval, and quitting doesn’t get that. It just takes a second on social media to realize that the story of failure is not the one we’re interested in telling to the world. Since we are conditioned to perceive “sticking with it” as success, the opposite must be true as well. We worry about being viewed as a failure. However, how much more can you sink into this endeavor? While quitting right away would have been expensive, quitting a year and a half later cost a lot more.ģ. This will be even more if you’re considering quitting a job.
#Momma didn t raise no quitter plus
Sweetspot quit on the first day, he’d still be out all the time and money for applications and interviews, not to mention relocation fees, such as moving across country, rent, plus one more months rent plus deposit… we’re talking thousands of dollars. For instance, the graduate school example: even if Mr. The more resources you spend on something, the harder it is to let go. From all these sources starting at a young age we are conditioned that “sticking with it” equates success.Īnything you want to try out is going to cost you something, even if it’s just a bit of time. Our parents know these too, and use them whenever we wanted to quit piano, ballet, basketball, crafting (ha! That’s too much, who’d ever quit crafting?!). Bobby, who sticks with math turns things around and instead of needing to stay in summer school he is Captain of the Mathletes. Michelle…erh…I mean Tichelle sticks it out and she has a lot of fun, makes all kinds of new friends and scores goals left and right. I’m sure we can all imagine a purely hypothetical sitcom episode where a small child, let’s call them Tichelle Manner, wants to quit the soccer team after a bad day, but her hypothetically charismatic uncle talks her out of it. Whether it’s school, your parents or media and entertainment, you can’t bypass the value of “sticking with it”. By the end of two years, voluntarily or not, his entire class was no longer enrolled in the program…a sure sign of a broken system.Īnd it still took him that long to quit. Which honestly happened after half of his year was kicked out of the program and he was faced with the reality of leave on his terms, or theirs. And it still took him nearly two years to finally quit. SS was almost kicked out of the program for his absence, day one! From placing students outside of their area of interest to mandating assigned employment on campus, even forbidding any outside activities (one student was banned from participating in community events and church activities) the program had a lot of issues. We cleared this with faculty advisers, since we weren’t going to be back for the first 2 days of orientation. We were both doing theatre work that summer (which is was our focus) and were under the impression that this activity was encouraged by our programs. From the start is was clear that his program was a mess. Sweetspot and I both got into a competitive program in different fields. Fast forward quite a few years to graduate school.
Surely, you can blame the above incident on my young age and lack of experience. The truth of the matter is, I simply wasn’t raised to quit. I could come up with many answers, including the fact that it was the only place hiring within walking distance from my apartment, or that I just spent almost $300 on a work permit (I was not a citizen at the time). But the point of the story remains- why didn’t I quit? A pipe!? What are we playing clue? Also, this story has a happy ending as I managed to both not get murdered AND pay my first college tuition check with money I earned myself. Let me make it absolutely clear, in the same set of circumstances I would absolutely quit right now. When I was asked to work overtime, but log it onto next week’s hours so it didn’t cost them overtime, I didn’t quit.
When my bosses gave me the pipe, I put it under the register, but I didn’t quit. I worked the late shift and I typically worked alone. I was 17 years old, working my very first job as a cashier at (you guessed it) a convenience store.
That’s what I was given for self-defense when a string of robberies terrorized several late night convenience stores in the area.
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